Blowing Your Own Trumpet

What would you feel like?
If someone claims him as the king
Make others with your company alive,
And fly with the humble wing

Well some people go on and on,
Taking out their praises,
But you never know about them, their pompous
At every single moment, they change their phases!

The fact that you're humble,
Will impress everyone.
The thing that you're soft and subtle,
You'll be cherished by everyone!
 

Happy Diwali!

Make your life illuminated,

With the oil lamps burning bright.

Wish you a very happy Diwali.

Oh what wonderful is its sight!

The month of November freezes us down,

Therefore the lamps keep warm.

But don't burn crackers, they're so loud,

Visit you're near and dear ones and make this Diwali a memorable one!

Happy Diwali folks!

Lights, Camera, Action..!

As I passed down the movies,

I recollected some of them.

Some were silent films of grandpa's age,

Some were the talkie films.

And no doubt our Bollywood,

Has reached so far,
People are acquiring rights of books,

And our actors are also reaching till Hollywood, to the United States of America!

Talk about Sholay, talk of Barfi!

Every classic makes us happy,

And if we feel irritated by this tough life,

Movies of actors like Charlie Chaplin are our choice..!

Now's the time to give some grades,

Directors here fail or win accolades.

For they created a mind-gripping story,

Leading the hero to victory!

Books, friends for Life

I walked to the bookstore yesterday..
What did I see,
Lots of books of Bilbo,
A bunch of books of Harry..

I also saw a section of Rick Riordan,
The creator of Percy,
Walking with Annabeth, his friend,
As shown on the cover of House of Hades.

No doubt I also found Dickens,
The Pickwick Papers, A Christmas Carol,
They went for a hit, they sold a dozen.

Maybe you'll ask in detail,
'Bout the books of Bilbo and Harry,
My mind went fantasy there..
Gandalf  befriended Dumbledore,
Don't know what was happening there.
But these books were awesome,
I mean when I read them,
My world turned up to middle-earth,
My school converted to Hogwards!

I also glanced at Roald Dahl,
The creator of Esio Trot,
Very creative was this person.
Walt Disney was a friend of him,
Maybe the both created Mickey, Goofy and his friend, Clara..

These are all written in books,
The books that are so engrossing.
We can't help laughing at the characters,
We can't help crying.

Maybe you people will think,
I forgot Marvel comics.
No people, I can't forget them as the heroes bring out,
Action and fighting..
My favourite hero is Spidey!

Some books turned out to be cartoons, some went into films.
I won't allow this as this is reproducing,
Even if they take hundreds of permissions,
Copyrights of  the author's are given.

Subjects and Studies..

Shifting cultivation, Ghazni invasion,
Latitude-longitude, forest habitation.
Stereotypes, prejudices and discriminations,
This is SST, my attraction!

Symmetry, rational numbers and algebraic equations,
Numerous numbers and constructions.
I feel too peevish to do this,
This is maths, the king of repulsion...

Vocabulary, grammar and literature
Tagore, Dickens and R.L. Stevenson,
I'm pretty good at this,
This is English, the lord of literary compositions.

Next comes Hindi, the language of the nation,
Kabir, Dinkar and Harivansh Rai Bachchan.
Some kids think this is the worst confusion,
Some kids like me think, ah! This is a pleasure..

Reflection, refraction, radiation,
Filled with formulates, numericals and scientific equations.
Bio, physics and chemistry are its administrations,
This is science, the key to inventions...

Next up comes, Francais, the third language,
Taken after so much discussion,
Elle est excellente, oh!
 This subject's marks give to the percentage so much addition!
I score pretty good at this subject,
This subject's relaxing after so many examinations!

Friends, these were the subjects at my school,
Above they were mentioned.
We all have to study them carefully,
To overcome our obstacles..

Rainy days

Come July, bring us water,
Says the father, says the daughter.
Bring rain, oh Lord Indra.
I'm responsible for growing crops,
And also for people's food and fodder.

People long for a rainy day,
One which brings joy and pleasure
But when water logging takes place,
Everyone's mind is on fire.

Over flooding and all that mess,
Makes children sometimes late for tests.
Frogs hop and moths wander,
Earthworms look for motherly shelter.

But all ends up in the night.
With the shining dew on the window pane by your side!